"there's only one rule in this world; survive."
in which best friends daphne ayala
and glenn rhee form a group of survivors
that would pave the way for the new world
rick grimes x fem!oc slow-burn ❥
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if you're disappointed by this reaction, this is a friendly reminder that s1 rick was mr moral high ground. but trust me when i say there WILL be a catalyst for rick's entire wrath and fury. this is just one step closer to that. do not fear, rick will be kicking shane's ass very soon :)
also, the pacing is so bad in this i might rewrite this whole chapter soon. but feel free to comment & vote<3
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I froze. In fact, I think all three of us did and I realized with a jolt how out of my depth I was here. This had nothing to do with me and of course, here I was, in the smack dab middle of it.
Daryl scoffed one more time and then trudged into the woods, mumbling all sorts of things. I stared after him until he disappeared within the trees. His words dawned on me and my eyes slowly traveled over to Shane.
Sure, Rick's sudden appearance had served as a nice distraction from the big glaring problem I had waiting here for me if I got back alive, but reality had to be faced eventually. My inner conflict since last night had been tearing me from the inside-out, as I tried to figure out my feelings for Shane Walsh. After all, he has been generously kind to me in all the years I've known him, albeit flirty but in a respectful way. He didn't cross any lines I'd deemed uncrossable and I wouldn't deny that his concern and priority over my well-being filled me with sensation far beyond gratitude.
The kiss caught me off guard. But now this bucket of ice cold water had been dumped over my head. Just as I began to entertain the idea of harboring romantic feelings for him.
His words from last night echoed in the back of my mind.
"For what it's worth, it's always been you."
Something inexplicable gripped at my throat. But I stayed as silent as possible. Watching these two was like a ticking bomb, any second away from detonating.
Shane stared at Rick with a troubled expression, his foot twisting into the dirt uncomfortably.
I knew in an instant Daryl Dixon did not lie.
Did he know this was my usual spot to gather berries and other edible plants? With his tracking abilities, I wouldn't doubt it, despite not talking to the man much but...
Of all the miles that surrounded our camp, why stretch out the smug admission of a hidden truth, a treacherous affair, until this very spot, just steps away from where I was crouched in the bush, picking for blueberries?
I reprimanded myself at the thought. Why would Daryl Dixon care about my knowing of Shane's personal escapades?
"She..." Shane started quite hesitantly. "Lori... she thought you were dead, man."
